Eating pizza at 6:37 AM
I meant to do another LJ post last evening, but instead I staggered in after finishing Forest Measurements class, watched a few episodes of Will & Grace (I have the boxed sets and it's my destressing show), and went to bed.

Forest Measurements is my uber-class for the quarter. Instead of running a normal length of time, it lasts from 12:30 to 4:30. Tromping around in the woods. Measuring trees. And yesterday? I decided not to bring my snowpants because it's been warm (mid-30s) for a few days and there's about six inches of snow left around here. Little did I know that we would be driving out to Riverside State Park where there is THREE FEET OF SNOW.

Anyway! I should be studying for the Wildlife Biology test I have in a few hours, but instead I'm sitting here checking LJ and eating cold pizza.

Time when it's appropriate to shout "BOOSTER! No, no, no!":

1. When he forgets to stop at stop lights.

2. When he proclaims that it's "Naked Wednesday."

3. When your cat is named Booster and you leave the kitchen for a minute and you come back to find him licking the pizza.

I would be a liar if I said I threw that piece out, though.

I figure exposure to germs builds antibodies.